我的春节英语作文高三【一】
My father is a strong man.He has a short hair. He likes sports .He is good at singing. I love my father.He usually cheer me up sometimes.We often swim on vacation.That is all.
我的春节英语作文高三【二】
Zhang Xin is our monitor. She is tall, healthy and lively. She does well in all subjects. She is fond of sports and is good at singing and dancing.Zhang Xin works hard at English. When she came to the school, she had quite a lot of difficulties with the language. But she was not afraid of them and always tried her best to overcome them. She was active in class and did a lot of practice after class. No pains, no gains. With great efforts she made much progress in English study.Zhang Xin is modest and always ready to help others. She is very strict with herself in her work and daily life. She sets us all a fine example.
张欣是我们的班长，她长得很高，身体很好充满活力。她各科都很优秀，喜欢运动，且能歌善舞。她学习英语很刻苦，刚来的时候，学习英语有语言障碍。但她从不怕困难，并且不断尝试去克服困难。她在课堂上很积极，课后也做很多练习，一分耕耘一分收获，这些努力使她英语取得很大的进步。张欣很谦虚，而且乐于助人，她对自己的学习和工作都严格要求，为我们树立了好榜样。
我的春节英语作文高三【三】
My dad is my hero. Father is an important person who is everybody in the world should love, such as me : My father, Janusz is 55 years old. He has blue eyes. He's quite tall, but a bit shorter than my husband. My dad is a fitter-walder and he works with a heavy constructions. I see him six times a year, because he was working in Ireland from ten years. He is very hard working. Beside that, when he is coming at home (in Poland, he doing also a houseworks. He says that is always something to do. He makes a dinners whem my mother is outside. However, he likes cooking and his meals are always very tasty. When i was young, he protected me and took care of me with love. He instructed me to be a good person. He is a good model for me since i was born.
我的春节英语作文高三【四】
My father is a tall man with a pair of glasses. Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man. He often helps his neighbours and some strangers whom he doesnt know at all. He has really done a lot for others. I dont like him to do so because I think it has taken him too much time. When I discourage him, he always says with a smile,The world needs warm hearts.
My father loves his family, and loves his work even better. In the company, he is called workaholic He spends most of his time working, and often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.As a result,he doesnt enjoy good health. My father likes reading in his spare time. He told me reading was very interesting. I became interested in reading little by little. I like books, because they help me in many ways. My father has a bad habit he likes smoking very much. I hate it. See, the house is full of smoke. I know its bad for his health as well as mothers and mine. I advise him to give up smoking. Im sure he will follow my advice some day. Such is my father. I am proud of having such a good father.
我的春节英语作文高三【五】
Hi, my name is Cindy. I have a good father. I like him very much.
My father is a policeman. He is tall and strong. He looks very cool in the black police uniform. He works in the police station and he is very busy every day. He likes helping people. So he often goes everywhere by his motor cycle. When he sees the people in the trouble, he will try his best to help the people. He is a good policeman. And many people like him very much, too. They often say: “MR Li, you are a good policeman. We like you very much.” But my father always has a point: Helping people is his duty.
My father likes reading books very much. Because he thinks: A good book is a good friend. So he reads books after work every day. Sometimes he plays games with me. We are very happy. I like him very much, because my father is not only my father, but also my good friend.
This is my father. He is a good father. I like my father very much! My dear friends, do you have a good father, too?
我的春节英语作文高三【六】
我的同桌沈宇博，长得胖胖的，一张圆脸肥嘟嘟的，人高马大，特别爱玩游戏。
My deskmate Shen Yubo, fat, chubby face, big burly, especially like playing games.
记得有一天的自然课上，我正在专心致志的听老师讲课。突然，一个纸团从我眼前飞了过去，我定睛一看，原来是沈宇博在传纸条给他的好朋友——宋章彬。等纸条在从宋章彬那传过来时，我偷偷一看，原来他俩正在“纸上谈兵”——聊游戏。
Remember one day in the nature class, I was absorbed in listening to the teacher. Suddenly, a ball from my eyes flew past, I take a closer look, it is Shen Yubo to his good friend Song Zhangbin in passing notes. When the note came from Song Zhangbin, I stole a look. They were talking on paper.
我想：得阻止他们！于是，我等沈宇博把纸条传过去时，把纸团截住，藏了起来，他们还没发现。“喂，老宋，你把纸团传过来了吗？”沈宇博悄悄地对宋章彬说。“传过来了呀”。宋章彬说。
I think: stop them! So, I like Shen Yubo to note the past, the paper wanted to hide, they havent found. "Hello, Lao song, came to your paper?" Shen Yu said to Song Zhangbin quietly. "Here it is."". Song Zhangbin says.
正当他们疑惑时，下课铃响了。等到老师走后，沈宇博大叫一声:“解放喽！”然后叫上几个男同学，像一群马蜂一样冲出了教室。只见沈宇博双手做射击的动作，对准别人，只听“砰——”的一声，一位男同学“嗷——!”的一声倒在地上。唉，他们又在玩真人版电脑游戏了！我看着他们，无奈地摇了摇头。
Just when they were wondering, the bell rang. When the teacher left, Shen Yubo shouted, "liberation!"!" Then ask several male students, like a wasp like rushed out of the classroom. I saw Shen Yubo hands to do the shooting action, at others, just listen to "bang" sound, a male classmate "Ouch!" sound fell on the ground. Well, theyre playing live computer games again! I looked at them and shook my head helplessly.
这就是我的同桌——一个胖胖的，喜欢玩电脑游戏的人。
This is my deskmate -- a fat man who enjoys playing computer games.
我的春节英语作文高三【七】
20xx年，虽然万般无奈，但终究还是踏入了高三的教室。那种陌生真的令我恐慌。在每个高三的教室里，黑板的右上角都挂着醒目的高考倒记时的牌子，只是上面的数字早已被擦去。不知道当学长学姐们看到牌子上已没有数字的时候会是怎样的心情，只是那种压抑让我无法呼吸。
我们高三了。尽管这句话在20xx年的时候早已重复了N次，但在20xx年时还要延续，直到打破N+1的极限。然而就是每一次的重复都使我感到恐惧，感到无力面对高考的挑战。但是生活容不得我有任何私心杂念，那些早已设定好的轨迹只需要我无数次的.重复罢了。
桌上、抽屉、桌下，教室里所有能利用的有限空间都被堆满了资料、试卷、课本，只留得豆腐块大小的空间来应付作业、笔记、考试时写字。
文科生的生活并不是想象中的那么丰富多彩的。上下五千年的历史文化尚且还不能娓娓道来，世界的神秘面纱又等待着我们去揭开;穿越南北极点，沿着经纬线，整个地球就在我们手中绕着地轴转动;经济学、哲学，我们开始无休止地去理解马克思的思想;那些由X、Y、Z组成的定理、公式，依旧使我们苦恼;那些A、B、C、D，永远比我们的a、b、c、d要难得多;那些文言文与诗歌，永远都有我们无法理解的情感……我想或许这便是我的生活，我们的高三，痛并快乐着。
高三，本来就是坐在地狱里仰望天堂。在一篇文章中看到过这样一句话：当你闭上眼，你就什么也看不见;当你睁开眼，天堂就在眼前。忽然的就开始醒悟，我不过是坐在地狱里仰着头，只是一直闭着眼睛而已。所以，我永远都只看见黑暗，而天堂就在眼前，我却丝毫没有察觉。
抬起头，揉揉酸痛的眼睛，转转疲惫的脖子，清清迷糊的头脑。累且困，但还能坚持。也只有坚持，我们都别无选择。
国家给了我们一场与高考对峙的战役。在这场没有硝烟的的战争中，谁曾看见我们心中的伤口，谁曾看到我们心中的在外溢?可是无论如何，我们一旦上了战场，就没有退路。背负着众人的期许，我们不能失败，惟有胜利才能不负众望。
拖着疲惫的身体，带着淋淋的伤口从高考前线凯旋而归的时候，天空中应该会有无数亡魂唱着凄凉的挽歌，经久不息。失败者只不过是怜悯而不屑的对象，仅次而已。唯有胜利者才能以骄傲的姿态示人。
高考后，我想我会在阳光下自由地呼吸。昂起头，我看到了天堂，自始自终它从来就不曾消失过。只是，你也看见了吗?
20xx，我即将到来的高三生活，无论无何，请让我用实力佐证，用成绩说话。
